Restless. I want to do something, but it's way to late. I want to make something. Like a tree house. Maybe tomorrow. I just have to find a tree..
Im listening to Morrissey , wich reminds me of my dad ( I know, should a' probably been listening to this before, but I am now, and it's lovely ). Im thinking.. How lucky are'nt we? Man, we're blessed.
Gaaag, imma' hit my banged up mattress, wich im thinking rite now, isn't all that bad..
Btw, if you want to see more picture's from my birthday, click THIS.
Sweet dreams,
Ags
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